"The cops are almost here, Michael Anderson. There's no escape!"

Michael Anderson lay on his back, giving up the struggle. Suddenly, he burst into a piercing, shrill laugh.

I hugged my husband tightly, feeling blood on my hands. Tears streamed down my face as overwhelming panic engulfed me.

"Honey, are you okay?"

My husband managed a pained, reassuring smile, caressing my cheek. He whispered, "Don't be scared. The police are coming. No ...